I’ve come to the conclusion that baboons are prototype humans.
Driving the banks of the Sand River, temporarily sluggish in the January heat, we chanced across a troop of baboons that were emerging from the rocks and reeds of the middle island. They all waited patiently at a small pool that had a hint of crocodile in its murky depths and then in file made the small leap to safety and scrambled up the bank in front of the car. They reminded me of lunch break at school nearly twenty years ago… and I was momentarily disappointed not to see any familiar faces. To view the full post and video click on the heading.

